My Husband Is My Love Novels & Stories

"And I'll find a way." I blinked and stood up straighter, shaking my head. "That isn't possible, you have to give up on me, I'm off the market now." I walked away, but not before noticing the hurt expression flitting across Xavier's features. I didn't know what to do or say, deciding to be more miserable,I walked back outside. "What took you so long?" My husband asked immediately . He sounded irritated and annoyed.

Surely you will become the subject of conversation because you are considered to be a cheating partner," said Keysha. "Remember Keysha, don't forget this either; you're just a surrogate wife; I did marry you, but just so you know, I never loved you at all!" Xavier pointed right in front of Keysha's face. Keysha seemed to respond to all of this casually; he held Xavier's fingers, which he used to point at Keysha's face. Keysha kissed her husband's hand. "I love you, Xavier; what's wrong?" I just want to maintain our household because, after all, we are legal husband and wife, our relationship has been recognized by the state, and our relationship has been bound by God," Keysha said seriously.

After signing the contract, Xylo quickly moved into my family’s old house. I quietly watched the footage on my phone from the hidden cameras I had secretly set up around the house. As expected, once Xylo locked the door, he stripped, hugged the tree, and started calling it his wife. I frowned as I watched him kiss the tree’s cracked bark. He did not mind the rough surface or care about the dirt. While doing disgusting things, he said, “Honey, baby, darling, Locust, I miss you. Let’s always be together, okay?”

“Bria, I love you with my whole heart. Ever since I met you, I’ve been drawn to you in a way that’s unlike anything else I’ve ever experienced. “You are the love of my life, my reason for waking up each day, and the last thought I fall asleep to at night. You mean the absolute world to me. And I’m honored to be your husband. “I can’t thank you enough for agreeing to be my wife. You’re precious to me, and I’m going to show that to you in any way that I can for the rest of our marriage. I love you, Bria. I always will. With everything within me, I do.” His words nearly steal mine away. I can feel the love shining through them. They are everything I’d want to hear and more. And each day, I some

I'm happy, he's here to take care of me and guide me. Last night before my husband came back from work. I sat on the stool as I stared at the vanity mirror. I still couldn't believe that my husband had made our marriage public. He has confessed his love for me countless times and also does it publicly. I couldn't help but cry last night. No one will understand my feelings except the person that has fallen in love and was loved in return by the person he or she fell in love with. There's no joy in loving and you will be loved too.

It was an intricate symbol of ancient letters that I didn't even recognize. "My wife...my beautiful wife...I love you. Always." I look into her eyes and suddenly lost in her affection. "My husband I love you more."

Her voice trembled with tenderness as she whispered, “I love you, my husband.” He pulled her against him so tightly she could feel the thunder of his heartbeat beneath her cheek. “And I—” his voice cracked, filled with reverence, “I love you far more, my sweet, beautiful wife. You’ve made me the happiest man alive.” Later that night, the library became a sanctuary bathed in soft lamplight and the silvery glow of the moon spilling through the tall windows. The distant hum of the house, family laughter fading into night felt like another world entirely. Here, there was only the quiet, the warmth, and the unspoken promise of love that bound them.

The emotion and love is so thick in the air that my knees become weak. “Harper, the first time we met, I fell deeply in love with you. I knew that you were the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. Every moment we have spent together since that day, my love for you has grown. My heart, my soul and everything that I am, belongs to you. You are the most amazing and perfect girl I have ever known. You make me happier than I ever thought possible and I feel truly blessed that you have agreed to be wife. So I make these vows to you in the presence of our closest friends and family, so that they may witness the promises I make. I solemnly vow that I will spend every day doing everything

She locks me on top of her, running he fingers softly through my hair and I close my eyes enjoying it. "I love you, husband." "I love you too, wife."

"From what you've told me, you weren't exactly a great husband." "I gave her everything. A house. Money. Status." "But did you love her?" The question hung in the air. Did I love Scarlet? I'd wanted her. Possessed her. Married her. Had a child with her. But love? Love was weakness. Love was what made people vulnerable and stupid. "I loved her in my own way," I said finally. "And what way is that?" "The way that matters. I made her my wife. I gave her my name. I would have given her everything if she'd just stayed."